Ah, Valentines day. Another pointless, money making, shitty holiday. Seriously, what is the point of it. How come it's always the dude's who have to get stuff for the girls (unless you're in a proper relationship, which lets face it, means the last thing on your mind is what to get on Valentines day).

Fuck it, I hate this holiday. I don't even get a day off from College to celebrate it (see: fuck like a rabbit all day).

VAlentine's Day, like Mother's Day, Father's Day, Grandparent's Day, Secetaries Day, and a bunch of other bullshit days, has been trumped up and largely invented by gift card companies to sell more useless shit by preying upon our feelings.

You know that our federal government just created a new national holiday? "FAMILY DAY" has ostensibly been decreed in order to give the Canadian public one more day of the year to blow off their jobs and spend time at home with their loved ones.

The best part is I know for a fact the thing about the goat carcasses is true. It shows up in the "Julius Caesar" play that Shakespeare wrote.

On that note, I figure I'll just do what I did last year, namely to drink myself to a near deathlike state, much like many of my other friends. It doesn't help having a boyfriend who is currently on the other side of the country.

I've always hated this damn holiday even though every year I "celebrate" it like all the rest of the brainless masses. Which really means a chance for the wife and I to get out for a few hours without our kids. Personally I think it should be moved to September 12 and be celebrated by giving everyone the day off and having nude parades and giant roaming Roman orgies. For those wondering why September 12 it's Barry White's birthday and the man dedicated his life to getting people laid, he deserves this celebration.